Cobblestones are burning beneath the street lights. They say we’re walking with too much friction. We need to be cool. The sky is choking clouds and making faces at me. Stop pretending to be and just be. We’ve already seen who you can be, now, just be you.
As if trying to make more space for something the traffic rearranges itself. The streets have no idea what merging is and the singing birds have not yet learned that fire sirens aren't
their brethren's calls returned.
I told you there was something here and laughing you twirled sunlight around your finger. You painted the air with presence, I still have trouble breathing. If you put your ear against my chest you can hear the ocean in my lungs rising to the pull of your moonlight skin. Your gravity.
You laugh at me when I tell you nice things. You can’t take me seriously. That’s why I do.
I get so lost sometimes I almost know where I am again. You catch me in your Rubix-kaleidoscopic eyes and whisper under your breath, This is just the beginning Even if it’s the end of something else.
I wanted you to know, it wasn’t always this beautiful.
You helped me notice.
Flocks of crayon colored static drips from stereo speakers from beings caught between frequencies of broadcasted solitude in-between radio stations. A daydream is stuck in your head as you hum a song no one has ever heard. Where did you learn to bend notes so beautifully? You laugh at me again, not taking me seriously. Honestly. We must have traveled here in a pensive hourglass. The sand spinning like a halcyon tornado in our sleep, saying, Take your time. You deserve it.
I forget things easily so be patient with me, please, because in this place, you hold all collective epiphanies.
I know I’m going to wake soon.
I close my eyes and wait for eternal to pass. I can smell rain. As each moment echoes off our breath like reverb all six billion hearts beat at once and everything stops. I feel your hand close around mine, I hear you breathe to say something, I open my eyes, and everything stops.
What the hell dude. You just blew me outa the water with this stuff. spins sunligh around her finger? Rubix-kaleidoscopic eyes? You can hear the ocean in my lungs
Rising to the pull of your moonlight skin? Only a few of my favorite lines. Dude, i think i just fell in love with youuuuuu! Seriously, printing this s**t out and putting it on my wall for inspiration. A-f*****g-mazing. For real. Beautiful.
I would like to refer to some parts during this review, but there are too many that I like. I'd end up copying and pasting the whole poem. Wow, just... Wow. This is by far my favourite poem on this site so far.
What the hell dude. You just blew me outa the water with this stuff. spins sunligh around her finger? Rubix-kaleidoscopic eyes? You can hear the ocean in my lungs
Rising to the pull of your moonlight skin? Only a few of my favorite lines. Dude, i think i just fell in love with youuuuuu! Seriously, printing this s**t out and putting it on my wall for inspiration. A-f*****g-mazing. For real. Beautiful.
This is beautifully written, and quite lovely in its meandering flow. The words perfectly mimic the surreal landscape of dream. This work is so touching; it reminds me of a quote about art: great art reminds you of something you've never experienced before. It has that same feel. Everyone has been in this place; still, every dream is unique, much like this poem. Many phrases throughout this work stand out on their own in terms of eloquence, and the last lines really stand out in their powerful simplicity. This is superb work, and true art.
This is absolutely breathtaking..i have no second thoughts about it...i just love this write...it has so many beautiful,well thought phrases...it is like you are in a scenic place and there is a rolling of breathtaking snapshots...i utterly love your words...there are some very nice lines...like the sky choked the clouds...halycon of a tornado...all very very lovely and poignant.
Complete poem is amazing. The flow and the language in the poem brought me in and your words held my attention to the last word. So many statements stood out. A outstanding poem.
Coyote
Wow! Love this poem. I read it and I feel like it is my dream. A lot of messages in your poem to think about. I want to read this one again...and again.
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